I doubt it is your styleNot to get what you set out to acquireThe eyes are on fireYou are the unforecasted stormBrianstorm
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In my imagination you're waiting lying on your side with your hands between your thighs.
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Oh, there ain't no love, no Montagues or CapuletsJust banging tunes and DJ setsAnd dirty dancefloors and dreams of naughtinessI Bet that You Look Good on the Dancefloor
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You used to get it in your fishnetsNow you only get it in your nightdressDiscarded all the naughty nights for niceness... Remeber when the boys were all electric?
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Assuming that all things are equal, Who'd want to be men of the people, When there's people like you?
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